Love is not love

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
~William Shakespeare, Sonnet 115~

Styling Details
– Gown: Yura~ by !:Lybra:!
– Jewellery: Aarushi White~ by !:Lybra:!
– Gloves: Anielle Satin Silver by Miamai
– Hairstyle: Maria by Amacci Hair

Location: Notre Dame, Paris 1900

 

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